Chapter 89

Sunday evening.

Calliope was heading to the family manor with Silas. She wore a long, white sweater, layered with a coat. Her long hair was partially pinned up with a clip, cascading like a waterfall down her back. When she was quiet, she was truly striking.

Calliope walked arm-in-arm with Silas into the grand hall of the manor, which was already bustling with people. The moment they spotted the couple, they were all captivated by their presence.

A perfect pair, everyone thought.

"Silas, Callie, you are here!" someone called out warmly, greeting them both.

Silas nodded slightly to everyone in acknowledgment and led Calliope to the sofa. "Make some room for Callie."

Dahlia immediately shuffled over, giving Calliope a playful nod. "Aunt Callie, have a seat!"

Calliope with

other side, Calista scooted over as well. "Uncle Silas, there's room for you

gathering tonight. What's everyone chatting about? Could it be about Gideon's big news?"

eyebrow but remained silent, glancing

eyes widened with curiosity. "Fleur, is there something we should know? You only have one son,

up even before the wedding?" Verity, who was at odds with Fleur, jabbed; she never missed an opportunity to

turned sour. "Calliope, what nonsense

himself wanting to get married." Calliope feigned innocence and continued, "He hasn't told you all yet?

directly at Gideon, who was glaring darkly. "Gideon, marriage is a big deal. Your parents

exactly stellar, perhaps not up to the family's standards.

Fleur. "Honestly, Fleur, if Gideon likes her, don't pressure him. It's not

you'll be the mother-in-law, and she, the daughter-in-law, will have

Gideon snapped, his voice low. "Would you

at my wife?" Silas, who had been sipping his coffee leisurely,

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